“You look sad," he says, which surprises me. "Well . . .more than you usually do." I tilt my head. "You notice if I'm sad?" Clearing his throat, he turns away, maybe embarrassed. I want to tell him he doesn't have to be, but I decide to leave it. As silence floats between us, I lie down and close my eyes to sleep. As I'm about to drift off, I hear him say, "If your sadness looks that beautiful, then I can't imagine what happiness looks like.” RomanceSadnessTraumaPsychologicalDark Romance Book:His to Keep: A dark psychological romance Source: His to Keep: A dark psychological romance